By the time you finally made it to the campsite, it was nighttime, and you could see the occupant of the tent sleeping within. Motivated by the ominous sounds of nighttime Pokemon, you decided to join them. The tent's owner was a redheaded girl, who was currently curled up in a ball, eyelids flickering and occasionally rolling over as she drifted through REM sleep. Even as you saw her fidget and shift, your limbs seemed to turn to lead and you realized how desperately you craved sleep. Where do you spend the night?
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